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Monday, 5 September 2016

Shimmy Groovy

Statue!
So, this weekend I had one job.

One job! Idiot.

Hanna brought Arya over. We were supposed to meet in Cambridge, spend an hour and then I'd bring Arya home while Hanna went off for the weekend. Then in the morning, I was to take Arya to Tumble Tots, and we'd have the rest of the weekend to our own devices.

In the end, Hanna was running late, so she dropped Arya off in Littleport. We had dinner and watched some TV (not in that order) and Arya got to bed... not late, but peacefully. I'm kind of busking and looking for a routine that works, but she's very restless at the moment.

In the morning, I completely forgot Tumble Tots, and that it was Empire next week, so we had a really chilled morning, went to the library, hit the shops and all that. After lunch we planned to hit the park, which didn't go quite so smoothly. It was a lovely walk, and Arya was just superb with her road safety, walking on the inside, waiting for a hand to hold before crossing the roads. She had fun playing statues in the parklet, but as we reached the real park, it started to rain in a pretty serious fashion, which put the kibosh on the slide and the swings.

Hahahahaha!
Fortunately, Arya's coat has a hood and I had an umbrella, so we were both able to keep dry. Right.

Arya had a lot of fun with my umbrella, although again, she carried it beautifully. She didn't wave it about or hit passers by, and handed it to me so she could hold my hand over the roads. We went to the big shop for gluten free pizza bases, and by the time we were walking back she was pretty cold and miserable; so much so that I had to give her a carry most of the way.

We got back, dried off, and watched Yellow Submarine. This was a bit of an experiment in so many ways, but once she recognised some of the songs from Beat Bugs she got into it. She didn't care for the Blue Meanies, but then that's kind of the point. She specifically mentioned that she didn't like the Glove because it destroyed everything. And identified the 'tambourine', which was adorable.

Then I put the batteries in the game part of her trampoline. Basically the trampoline has four colour sections, like a Simon Says. There's a peripheral beat box thing with a matching colour wheel that plays a dull, repetitive tune and flashes colours, and the idea is to bounce on the matching colours. She calls it the Pup Pup Boogie after the DDR-type game in PAW Patrol. You can connect with Bluetooth and play your own music, but Arya really jams on the basic repetitive tune. Not that she played much on day one, but on Sunday she really got into it.

Haribo cupcakes
It took a long time to get her down on Saturday night. She basically doesn't want to go to bed, and is very restless once she's in bed.

On Sunday we did some baking - so I now have a dozen cupcakes to eat on my own - and lots of bouncing. It was a chilled day, although we did get dressed to go out and buy chicken for lunch. Arya said yes to chicken and noodles, then insisted that she doesn't like chicken, then told me that she tried some of the chicken and it was yummy!

Un-pre-dictable! Oh yeah!

I gave her a bath, and she was brilliant. Evening meal was fish fingers and chips, which meant we needed ketchup, so it was all dry, hair brushed and out to the shops again.

Bed was even later this time, despite the fact that Arya was immensely taken with my tiger, Ehva. I don't know what's going on with her, but hopefully we can work it out. I've told her she should make sure that she cuddles her toy and doesn't let go, since that should keep her from twitching about and keeping herself awake, but there must be a root cause to the restlessness.

Of course, it could just be that she's three.